Meaningful Thoughts
I can't do it.
My words lack the meaning,
the true meaning I behold.
I write to try and fix it,
but it just digs a bigger hole.
Like I've said before,
"Why can't things just be?"
Why must it be like this?
Imposing on my reality.
I've tried hard,
and harder I will try,
but what I must realize
is god's fears before I die.
To have found someone,
and feel you're not there.
Missing out on something,
While you try not to care.
Sympathy, empathy and Mercy.
All of which are key.
Until all is just a rouse,
then you'll know they'll flee.
the true meaning I behold.
I write to try and fix it,
but it just digs a bigger hole.
Like I've said before,
"Why can't things just be?"
Why must it be like this?
Imposing on my reality.
I've tried hard,
and harder I will try,
but what I must realize
is god's fears before I die.
To have found someone,
and feel you're not there.
Missing out on something,
While you try not to care.
Sympathy, empathy and Mercy.
All of which are key.
Until all is just a rouse,
then you'll know they'll flee.
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I can`t do it.
I can`t do it.
